Photo by Julien Laurent via Unsplash
I prayed to the goddess of journeys every day since you left; few who enter the wilds return, true, but surely some make it to the other side.
Your bird arrived today, bearing her dire news.
I rewarded her, even though not knowing was better than knowing, for it is her loss as well as mine.
Written for this week’s Three Line Tales. Thanks to Sonya for hosting, and for providing us with such a cool photo! Click on the link to join in, or to read more stories based on this photo.